Psalm 77:1–12
1 aI cried unto God with my voice,
Even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me.
2 bIn the day of my trouble I sought the Lord:
†My sore ran cin the night, and ceased not:
My soul drefused to be comforted.
3 I remembered God, and was etroubled:
I complained, and fmy spirit was goverwhelmed. Selah.
4 Thou holdest mine eyes waking:
I am so htroubled that I cannot speak.
5 I have iconsidered iithe days of old,
jThe years of ancient times.
6 I call to remembrance my ksong lin the night:
I commune with mine own heart:
And my spirit made diligent search.
7 Will the Lord mcast off for ever?
And will he nbe favourable no more?
8 Is his mercy clean gone for ever?
Doth ohis promise fail †for evermore?
9 pHath God forgotten to be gracious?
qHath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
10 And I said, This is rmy infirmity:
But I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.
11 I will remember the works of sthe Lord:
Surely tI will remember thy uwonders of old.
12 tI will meditate also of all xthy work, and ttalk of ythy doings.